adjective (readier, readiest)
- [predic.] in a suitable state for an activity, action, or situation; fully prepared
- (of a thing) made suitable and available for immediate use
- (ready with) keen or quick to give
- (ready for) in need of or having a desire for
- [with infinitive] eager, inclined, or willing to do something
- [with infinitive] in such a condition as to be likely to do something easily available or obtained; within reach
- [attributive] immediate, quick, or prompt
noun (plural readies)
(readies or the ready) British informalverb (readies, readying, readied)
[with object]Origin:
Middle English: from Old English rǣde (from a Germanic base meaning 'arrange, prepare'; related to Dutch gereed) + -y1
http://www.oxforddictionaries.com/us/definition/american_english/ready
The last post I wrote within Blogger, with
the intent to share, was for the word BEAR. When it was completed, I
ran through the edit check, posted the entry, and created the Facebook
link. Less than a minute later, I pulled the post down. What I'd posted
likely received a read or two in that short period of time, something
that still bothers me. Preventing it from being read further seemed
necessary.
What, then, caused me to pull the
post back? Fear. That's all and that's enough. What I had to say in that
post was both deeply personal and painful. With a history of shush and
my, perhaps outdated, understanding that pain should be held to
oneself, leaving BEAR out there wasn't an option for me.
I've
spent a few days trying to determine what word would work best to nudge
myself back into writing AND publishing the blog. As of this moment,
10:40 AM on January 12th, 2014, I don't have one. I'm trusting that by
the end of writing, one will float to the surface.
I've
been on vacation for the past week, a much needed, much treasured
'staycation.' I've done some writing, read two-and-a-half books, drawn,
and painted. I rearranged the books in my office bookcases according to
color. I listened to CDs I haven't played in years, rediscovering two
favorites. I've barely left the house. Until yesterday, I was headache
free and sleeping relatively well. Last night, I went to bed with
yesterday's headache, dreamed uncomfortable dreams, and woke with the
same headache. I was to go for a haircut today at 11, but couldn't BEAR
to leave the house on the last day I didn't have to leave the house.
Instead, I'm soaking in a bath with patchouli bath salts, writing,
readying myself to do some more painting and some more reading. I'm
readying myself to do more of what I love.
Ready?
Perhaps ready is the word and perhaps I am ready or ready enough or
maybe I'll only be able to determine a level of readiness at the done
end of that thing or event or challenge or thought or blog post or, at
it's simplest, the first Monday back at work after vacation. Perhaps I
won't know if I'm ready to go to the 6 month follow-up with the
oncologist next Monday until after I've left. Likely, even then, I won't
know. The only time I am ever ready is during. Doubt and fear jam before and
after. During, save for messages meant more to assist and course
correct, I'm too busy doing to worry, to fear, to judge, or to doubt.
When I'm 'during,' truly engaged, my attention cannot be taken or given
to anything or anyone in any way removed from the 'during.'
I
can't always be 'during,' though, and I'm not sure that's necessarily
bad. Likely you've realized, at one point or another, that past and
future leak in, almost without regard, just before or just after your
time with 'during.' Maybe what you haven't realized or, like me, haven't
been fully able to take, is the idea that the leak in is meant to
either focus us or have us reflect on an aspect of the 'during' we might
otherwise miss.
What about being ready, then?
Can we be? Or are we always? Is the time spent debating ready about
collecting the necessary tools or learning how to use them? Perhaps. I
don't propose to have even a sliver of it all figured out and I'll keep
spinning the ideas in my head until I fall into 'during' just as I'm
ready... and, so, I'm posting BEAR as well during this readiness debate
with myself. It and I, were, are, and will be, ready.
This lovely post, and the photo you chose to close it, reminds me of the Anais Nin quote:
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Sometimes, that's all the "ready" I can manage.
Anais Nin is a favorite source of inspiration. Let us all take any 'ready' we can, and do, manage. Thank you for reading and for your comment. Peace.
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